作詞
Ajay Bhattacharyya/Christopher Gallant III
作曲
Ajay Bhattacharyya/Christopher Gallant III
So, you're feeling misery in the morning
You could say your brain wasn't too deep in it
You just love the way the pain just hits your fingertips (Yeah)
It was company 'til tires screech in the parking lot
Three windows with some shoulders hanging out of them
You looked at me and said, "We shouldn't have run into them"
Now your heart is racing, knees are shaking, you're beside yourself
This is a carnal message, you're a cry for help
I should look behind you, hear and see the demons we were dealt
But my foolish brain can't think of nothing else, no
It thinks about your hips on mine
Don't care if it's gone tonight
Insanity in disguise, it's alright, alright
Wait, not the perfect time
We're always preoccupied
Keeps seeing in my mind
Your hips on mine
Your hips on mine
So now I grab your hand and we will take off running
That's what we get for growing up on a corner where the cops don't come when you call them, oh
I say the odds if we outrun them increase if you tether yourself to me
You put your hands on my shoulders, huh
Tell me to pull you in closer, ooh
Now my heart is racing, knees are shaking, I'm beside myself
My anxiety wreaks havoc on my health, oh
We take shelter underneath your parents' Pennsylvania deck
But my brain don't know if we've escaped 'em yet, no
'Cause it's thinkin' 'bout your hips on mine
Don't care if it's gone tonight
Insanity in disguise, it's alright, alright
Wait, not the perfect time
We're always preoccupied
Keep seeing it in my mind
Your hips on mine
Your hips on mine